Fey moon child
Lays
Palm toward the lurid moon
To receive the night
The inky velvet shroud
Festooned
With firefly stars, promising-
She is pulled
Purple in the light of a ravenous
Celestial abyss
Consuming her
Devoid of regard
For her worldly life or kin
She belongs to an orbiting
Miasma
Of night
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Author:
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